As the plane cruised north, clouds cleared from below us revealing sounds and snowcapped mountains of northern Patagonia. Just before the final approach to Puerto Montt, the landscape flattened out a bit and the rugged mountain peaks were replaced by volcanic cones.
Puerto Montt is a gateway to Lake District that lies to the north.
We found an inexpensive hotel downtown. We visited a fair in the evening, tasted sweet 'churros', a local pastry, and watched downtown streets slowly go to sleep.A coastal fog descended upon the city in the morning. After walking a bit the streets of downtown, this time in daylight, visiting an American style mall, that somehow seemed out of place there, we drove over to a Puerto Montt market, where we shopped for souvenirs and took in the sights and smells of a fish market. Since I come from a landlocked country and currently live in another one, it is a special sight for me every time.Angelmo; There are numerous small restaurants inside the market. We finally accepted an invitation into one of them, but not very hungry, we just wanted to share one seafood plate.